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Overyou, professional players have morning tea in the lounge. Adams specially made pastries that help relax, and the group of people were having fun. {

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"The press conference is coming soon." Yang Hai looked at the pocket watch and complained: "Prince, it's all your fault that you made a piece of this thing for each of us, which made me a little used to it. It's so rustic."

The prince's mouth was stuffed with food, rolled his eyes, and clearly expressed the meaning of "I'm too lazy to say more about this problem."

"Okay, in a press conference later, Jia Chalin, you and me." Yang Hai said.

"What?" The other four people seemed to have been immobilized by magic.

"What's so surprising," Yang Hai drank all the oat milk in the bowl. "Today is Gacharin's first appearance. He should know the real, complete game world, and he can't hide behind all his life."

"Boss poseidon..." Gacharin looked shocked and his face was a little pale.

"poseidon is right!" Viva suddenly changed her attitude. Perhaps he couldn't stand Gacharin's cowardly look. "One day you will see the true face of these bad people... This idea is good, I fully agree with it. You will go to today's press conference, Gacharin."

"It makes sense." Even the most steadiest prince thought about it and thought it was not a bad idea, but Gacharin felt that it was obviously a bad idea. It seems that something like personality is indeed contagious.

"Gacharin, if you even look so timid at the press conference, don't say you are my apprentice. I really can't afford to lose this person." Viva threatened, which made the expression on Gacharin's face even more entangled.

"But no one has taught me how to deal with those reporters?" Gacharin jumped up in horror.

Viva ignored him and rubbed his stomach, which was a little full, and went to the locker room first. Yang Hai and Prince William also followed with a smile.

"Look at the current situation. Maybe you will be exposed by those reporters in a while." Ban said sympathetically.

"ban!" Gacharin said angrily: "Don't just gloat there, but you teach me what to do?"

"A real warrior dares to face the bleak life. Dare to face the blood." Ban said seriously: "If you are exposed to the flying of them, don't cry, pick it up and throw it on their faces. Just like a monkey does something to his kind."

"Ban, I'll go to you."

"Gacharin, I'm not kidding. Attacking others is an instinct that we inherited from the monkey form." Ban smiled and said, "Boss poseidon and the others really don't teach you anything. Go up and if someone provokes you, then bite you back."

"But Prince William—"

"The prince is a master of irony, and there is only one Prince William in the world. Others learn from him are clowns, unless you want to do nothing like a stupid goose."

"Okay," Gacharin licked his lips.

At this time, Prince William was standing tall in the public locker room of the etype.

"Why do you have to peek when I change my clothes? Do you know that your eyes are very gay?" the prince asked.

"Not us, we didn't peek." Yang Hai looked at the prince's shirt thoughtfully and said slowly.

"yep, we are staring openly without blinking, okay?" viva narrowed her eyes and smacked her lips.

"viva, why do I hear you swallowing?" Yang Hai asked.

"This damn guy is so charming." Viva looked at the prince: "I c, I should have realized this long ago."

"You've bent?"

"Get out." Viva said without blinking: "This guy has a good figure and should be a stripper. I am serious, the kind of dancer who is the ** male model in Nora magazine. It was only then that I realized how outrageous it was to go to a nightclub with him. All women will be like - what did Adams say?"

"The wild dog that broke the reins."

"Yeah, the wild dog rushed up and ate his." Viva sighed. "No one will eat me. Prince, I won't go to the nightclub with you in the future."

The prince responded to viva's words with practical actions.

He raised his middle finger: "I will go to the nightclub with me tonight."

"What if we lose?" asked viva.

"The yarn is lost." The prince cut: "One rushes up, one burst of c. one wave of taking away."

At 8:10, Yang Hai took Gacharin to the scene of the press conference of Etype.

Suddenly, Jiachalin understood what it means to bathe in the spotlight. There was a dazzling white light in front of him, which scared him to cover his eyes. But then Jiachalin realized that he could not do this. He was now being gestured with a magnifying glass in front of the whole world. He could not show any shrinkage or fear, otherwise he would be embarrassed.

I said, Boss Poseidon, Boss Viva, I won’t let you down.

So although his face was pale, he still raised his eyebrows, posed with a poker face, and sat next to poseidon.

At this time, in the small town of Ryan, England, Gacharin's parents were sitting in front of the light brain watching their son's appearance.

"Oh, Gacharin..." Gacharin's mother's eyes were filled with tears, "This child... he is alone in Germany, without relatives, and his personality cannot make friends. Will he learn games with people like Viva to learn bad things? He hasn't been home all summer vacation! I heard that he still went to nightclubs... he didn't contact his family... now Etype actually lets him play. He is only seventeen! He is only seventeen!"

Gacharin's father patted his wife's shoulder comfortably and held her in his arms. He looked at his son and poseidon on the screen with some complex emotions.

He had quarrels with poseidon, and even until now, he didn't know whether it was a good choice to keep his child in Etype. As a father, he certainly hoped that his son would be successful in his career. Etype was such a place, and it didn't look like a good place no matter how you look at it.

But he suddenly remembered what Gacharin said to him.

"Dad, I am already an adult. No matter what choice I make, I have to take all the responsibilities and risks for it. I love you, but this is my life."

In the end, he and poseidon even had an argument. Gacharin's father thought about it and felt crazy, and he actually started arguing with the little king.

Think about it now, maybe his attitude should be stronger at that time. He can avoid his son being with people like Viva all winter. Now he has learned to visit nightclubs, and he is no longer the little brat who only knows how to cry behind his parents' butts.

But maybe Gary, you are not wrong.

Everyone should be responsible for their gains and losses.

Gary…Is it worth it for you to stay in the etype?

I want to see your appearance, and the moment you shine, please prove it to me.

What Gacharin's father was somewhat unexpected was that the reporters just asked poseidon a few questions about nutrition and suddenly turned their muzzle to Gacharin.

Hearing the reporters’ questions, Gacharin’s mother screamed: “How can these people be like this? He is just a child!”

Gacharin's father's fists were also clenched tightly.

Because the first question asked by the reporter was very sharp: "Caterin, you gave up the savage and chose etype. Do you think it is because poseidon is much better than Linbo?"

This problem cannot be said to be bad-minded, because it is obvious that journalists are trying to create explosive points and sowing discord is their usual means.

Adams is the new commentator and press officer of Etype. He glared at the time and shouted: "Sir, please pay attention to speaking people's words-"

"Adams." Gacharin interrupted Adams calmly and shook his head gently: "The sweet cakes you made are so delicious, he is not worthy of your scolding, don't do this."

Adams laughed, and suddenly he felt that there was a good show.

"I had chocolate sweets this morning. I didn't eat strawberry sandwich cookies. I chose chocolate sweets because I like chocolate sweets. My favorite chocolate sweets does not mean that I hate strawberry sandwich cookies. No one can divide chocolate sweets and strawberry sandwich cookies into different levels. This question is really boring." Gacharin said calmly. At this moment, looking at the tender and angular face, everyone suddenly felt a sense that this guy was not easy to deal with.

Even Lin Bo, who was sitting on the other side, opened his eyes wide and looked at Gacharin's calmness on the spot.

"A few months ago, I met one of the most important people in my life, my elder brother, my teacher, poseidon." Gacharin smiled and said, "I am grateful for Uncle Lin's appreciation, but I know Boss Lin in front of me. If it weren't for the chance encounter between Boss Lin and I, I discovered my talent and encouraged me, I wouldn't even be able to play such a game in the draft. Uncle Lin wouldn't have the chance to discover the little bit of talent in me. I am a person of etype, and it was destined at that moment. Some things are constantly changing, and some things cannot be changed at all. I am a person of etype, and this is impossible to change."

"Beautiful strike back." Gacharin's mother said excitedly, "Galen, did you see it? That's our son, that's our son!"

Gacharin's father smiled.

After the applause fell, many reporters raised their hands.

They had realized that the boss of poseidon was not easy to provoke, and now they were a little afraid to provoke, so all the firepower was poured out on Gacharin.

Adams called another reporter to ask a question.

The reporter asked as soon as he came up: "Before the game, the King of Hell said that you are the shortcomings of the etype team and the guarantee of their victory against 5 and 4. What do you think?"

Lin Bo and the King of Hell were also interested and looked here.

"Has he said that? I don't know." Gacharin shrugged: "I spend all my time playing games and nightclubs. If it is true, I can only say that he is too naive. He really thinks that five-to-four can beat us by one person. What can I say about such a naive person? I have nothing to say."

The audience burst into exclamations, and even Yang Hai took a breath of air conditioning. Why didn’t you notice it before? Jia Chalin was so sharp when he spoke sarcastic words.

Could it be that another poisonous tongue was born?

"It's so good." Viva looked at the projection of particles on the club's ceiling in the players' rest area, "This is my good apprentice."

The King of Hell on the other side was dumbfounded.

Adams felt that if he held it in his mouth, he would be injured internally, so he burst into laughter and called another reporter.

The reporter stood up: "Before the game, Di Wulie said that Viva is not suitable for any form of team battle. Viva cursed without any grace, and asked Di Wulie to eat shit and die. Do you think Mr. Viva is disgraceful?"

"I don't think so." Gacharin shook his head: "I think my master is just describing Mr. Di Wulie's life."

The audience was silent, no one understood.

The quickest reaction Adams suddenly burst into laughter and shouted, "Oh my God! Hitme! Hitme!"

"I mean Di Wulie is a fly." Gacharin said.

The audience was silent for another two seconds, and then many people couldn't help laughing.

Adams coughed twice and stopped laughing and called a third reporter to ask a question.

"Many professionals think that your basic skills are not bad and it is impossible to adapt to the pace of the league. Do you have any response?"

Gacharin said without changing his face: "All the advertising products on adult websites are research results of professionals. Based on their own words, we can know that if you use everything, your dick will be one hundred meters long. But we all know that it is impossible. If anyone dares to use everything, it will definitely be a rhythm that cannot be lifted. So, I think you probably know my attitude."

The reporters also wanted to ask, seeing that Adams had no time, stopped the surging reporters, ended the press conference, announced that they had entered the rhythm of the game, and asked the players to enter the venue to prepare.

In the home game, Yang Hai laughed and patted Gacharin's shoulder: "Boy is good, you can't tell, you're pretty sexy."

Gacharin laughed.

"But you have to be careful. If the game is not played well, the reporters will take revenge on you even more crazily."

"Boss poseidon, you underestimate me too much." Gacharin said firmly: "I'm older than the age of caring about the views of these people. Besides, I won't let you down."
Chapter completed!